Written by John Franklin
A little old lady was leisurely walking through a farmer’s market on a bright, sunny Saturday morning, wearing a baseball cap with ANNA MARIA ISLAND written on the front in bold, capital letters. As she approached one of the vegetable stands, the vendor asked her, “Hi. So where is Anna Maria Island?” Excitedly she replied, “Are you kidding? Are you kidding!” The vendor replied, “No, I’m not kidding. Where is Anna Maria Island?” This sent the gentle, elderly woman into a lengthy discourse on the island’s history, population, location, geography, and whatnot. She was very excited to talk about the island off the coast of Florida.
When finished, she asked the vendor, “But how did you know I was from Ana Maria Island?” With a polite grin and pointing at her forehead, the vendor replied, “It’s written on your baseball cap.” Her eyes grew large, confusion rained onto her face, and then she grabbed the bill of her cap, took it off and turned it to see for herself. “Oh my.” And just as quickly turned and disappeared. Sweet thing she was.
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